Waiting

This world is a strange place,
I saw your face on the internet
Now the past, and the old me
I forget all of that
I want your hand in my hand
And your lips touchin' mine

Waiting, on something
Someday, somehow

The past is a strange thing,
How can I explain any of that
That was an old me in an old place
At an old time
Now I've made more mistakes
Than I care to count
Trying to find somethin' to hold onto

Waiting, on something
Someday, somehow
I knew I'd find you, and I know now
That someday is now

You're the reason why
You're the reason why
You're the reason why

Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting



Credits
Writer(s): William Hilliard
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